Chapter 20: , Time Sparse

Twenty minutes later.

Zhang Zhiyong found Li Heng and complained as soon as they met: "Your grandpa's! Why did you run when you saw me? Am I that ugly?

Just now the shit was choking my anus, and I wanted you to help me collect the fare."

Li Heng interrupted him and asked with concern: "No one escaped the fare, right?"

"Hey! How is that possible? A few old aunts were shameless and ran away. Everyone is an acquaintance, so I didn't tear my face off and pretended not to see." Zhang Zhiyong bared his teeth, hating it so much his teeth itched.

The rural countryside has always been a place where quality is uneven. It's not strange to encounter such things. Li Heng was too lazy to spend effort to comfort him and took a handful of notes from his pocket and stuffed them into Zhang Zhiyong's hand:

"Didn't use up the money for mailing things; returning the rest to you."

Zhang Zhiyong didn't even look at the money. After stuffing it into his pocket, he pushed him excitedly towards the left with both hands: "Let's go, let's go to Sister Chun's noodle shop to eat noodles. Let me tell you, that proprietress is so slutty; it's not worth it! The bird-eye chili stands up as soon as we meet."

Li Heng teased happily: "Bird-eye chili? Have you seen how big that thing is? But don't say, it's quite like you."

Zhang Zhiyong didn't feel ashamed but proud, and said cheaply: "Although the chili is small, it can make her spicy all day long."

Damn it, this is your little mother. Saying this about her, be careful your old man takes a whip to lash you, Li Heng slandered in his heart, but didn't expose the truth.

Sister Chun was a widow whose husband died in his early 20s from pneumonia.

Originally, if this disease were in the later generations, it wouldn't be a big deal; staying in the hospital for ten days or so would be fine.

But in the 70s, many families couldn't even eat their fill; where would they get the money to see a doctor? Besides, even if they scraped together a few coins, where would they get the medicine?

It is said that two waves of people were sent out to seek medicine at that time, one wave to the provincial capital Chang City, and one wave to neighboring Wuhan. They spent huge energy and said all the good things before they got back 4 doses of penicillin. They hung his life for three months, but he still died later because there was no medicine.

Although Sister Chun's noodle shop was newly opened, the business was unusually good. It was crowded with people, including children and women, but most of them were men.

The proprietress was the same as in his impression. Ordinary people have four taels of meat hanging on their chests, but this one had at least a catty on the left and right. Her figure was super explosive. No wonder she could fascinate this idiot Zhang Zhiyong until he was dizzy and couldn't do without her.

"Proprietress, two bowls of noodles, add chili." As soon as he entered the door, Li Heng greeted like this, and then looked for an empty seat.

Zhang Zhiyong added a sentence later: "Put more mountain pepper oil, ha, love to eat."

As his father's mistress, Sister Chun naturally knew Zhang Zhiyong. Not only were the noodles served quickly without queuing, but even the portions for the two were surprisingly larger than others.

The noodles were served. After the proprietress walked away, Zhang Zhiyong drooled and laughed, saying very narcissistically:

"Brother, help me analyze, why is the price the same, but our noodles are more than others? Does the proprietress have a crush on me?"

Li Heng had just picked up his chopsticks to take a bite. Hearing this, he almost laughed out loud. It took a while before he spoke tactfully: "She knows your dad. Either it's for your dad's sake, or her hand shook and she gave too much.

Damn it, don't make a joke of yourself. It's said that there are many rights and wrongs in front of a widow's door. Can it be as fragrant as that neighbor sister of yours?"

Once the neighbor sister whose panties he had once stolen was mentioned, Zhang Zhiyong immediately shifted his attention and cried out in grievance with a bitter face: "After graduating from technical school, Sister Qiqi was assigned to work in Hengyang. She didn't even come back for the New Year last year. I don't know how she is doing?"

Li Heng squinted and ate three bites of noodles before asking: "She's several years older than you; are you still thinking about her?"

"A woman three years older holds a gold brick; it's good to be a few years older. I just like older ones. Besides, I spent so much energy on her; how can I forget just because I say so?" As Zhang Zhiyong spoke, he suddenly remembered the dirty things he had done, and he had no confidence himself.

Li Heng wanted to laugh when he heard "energy," but didn't expose him, urging: "Eat quickly, eat and go back; my second sister is going to school in the afternoon."

"Yo! The address has changed. Is it second sister today? Don't you call her 'Evil Woman' anymore?"

Zhang Zhiyong's expression was very exaggerated, as if he had just met him, looking him up and down like a curious baby.

It's no wonder this brainless guy felt abrupt; it was really because Li Heng had never had a good impression of Li Lan in the past.

Because Zhang Zhiyong had been playing behind his butt since childhood, the two were always beaten together, and every time they were beaten miserably. Not to mention their butts flowering, their arms were often swollen. It was too much of a psychological shadow; it was simply a demon.

The matter of rebirth couldn't be explained, and he wouldn't explain it to anyone. Li Heng said ambiguously:

"Not to mention other things, just for the fact that she stood up for me and beat Fatty Aunt, I have to give her a thumbs up."

"That's true, ha, a model for our generation!" Zhang Zhiyong had witnessed Li Lan chasing Fatty Aunt with a sickle, and he admired her to the point of prostration.

After eating the noodles, Zhang Zhiyong didn't dare to delay, as he had to rush to earn living expenses. He took his brother, shook, and drove the hand-guided tractor into the village.

Halfway there, Li Heng saw a happy scene. The father and son who had splashed him with yellow mud in the morning had fallen into the paddy field because the road was slippery. The fat boy was sitting in the field crying loudly, and the bicycle seemed to be severely deformed and couldn't be ridden.

The fat boy spotted Li Heng. Li Heng gave a "polite" smile and grinned, making the person so angry that he couldn't care about crying, grabbed a handful of mud, and threw it at the car.

Wild! Too damn wild!

The mud didn't hit Li Heng, but it fell into the car bucket behind, immediately causing a group of aunts to curse, laughing, and the atmosphere returned to Shangwan Village very well.

When entering the house, the second sister had already packed her things and was preparing to leave.

Seeing this younger brother who had changed so much, Li Lan unexpectedly lost the indifference of the past and said to him suddenly: "There is only half a year left before the college entrance examination. You have to strive and get into a good university.

In the future, you must marry a wife better than Chen Zijin and show those fools in the village who look down on people what it means to be promising."

Li Heng looked at her eagerly and helped with the luggage.

When they were about to reach the door, Li Lan suddenly turned back and said inexplicably: "It's best not to date Yang Yingwen."

Li Heng was surprised, "Did Yang Yingwen provoke you?"

Li Lan answered coolly, "She dares!"

Then she added: "Yang Yingwen is not pretty enough to suppress Chen Zijin."

Li Heng: "..."

As expected of our second sister, she is extremely strong in her bones and cannot suffer any loss.

The second sister left, and after stepping out of the threshold, she didn't look back.

The street-roaming Zhang Zhiyong was as obedient as a little turtle in front of her, driving the car honestly to send her to the town, not daring to breathe loudly the whole time.

Watching Li Lan get on the bus, Zhang Zhiyong turned to ask Li Heng, "When are we going back to school? Tomorrow or the day after?"

Li Heng asked casually: "Did Yang Yingwen ask you?"

Zhang Zhiyong said dissatisfiedly: "How is that possible? People, hey, won't go with us anyway, ask for what."

Li Heng pondered for a while and replied: "The day after tomorrow, I'll help the family get a few more loads of firewood tomorrow."

"What firewood, cut trees, I'll come to help you tomorrow." Zhang Zhiyong said righteously.

"That works, trees are more durable to burn."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 21 =====